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In a moment the brisk evening breeze caught the lank canvas and bellied it taut. "Here we part,—perhaps for ever. “Pray accept my apologies. She worried for her father in Mantua, 28 hoping that he was still alive. All that he had sown that afternoon with such infinite care was as nothing compared to this seed, cast without forethought. ‘Didn’t mean to say that. ” She wondered what to. " Amazed at the boy's assurance, Wood left off boxing his ears for a moment, and, looking at him steadfastly, said in a grave tone, "Jack, Jack, you'll come to be hanged!" "Better be hanged than hen-pecked," retorted the lad with a malicious grin. The pistol fell to the floor. So you, Jacques, must go and wait for me with the horse.
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